"Old Master, why are you the 65-year-old man who has been spreading rumors?”The young man scratched his head awkwardly.
His mind was spinning rapidly as he thought of how to coax this old man. He did not want to get into trouble because of a match.
"Haha, the most important thing is to participate." Yan Weimin looked at him with a smile.
Ring, ring, ring…
"Both teams, please put on gloves and protective gear. The match will officially begin in five minutes." The referee for this match was a professional referee hired by the organizers from the provincial boxing association at a high price.
"Referee, I have a question." Ning Wentao clenched his fist and raised his right hand.
"What is it?" The referee frowned.
"This old man is obviously not my match. I'm afraid that if I accidentally injure or even kill him, I won't be able to afford the medical fees.”
What was going on?
If he was watching from below the stage, he would definitely enjoy it, but if it happened to him, it would not be as simple as watching the show. Ning Wentao felt helpless.
"You don't have to worry about that. The players have already signed the disclaimer, and both sides have protective gear for important parts. Unless one side admitted defeat, the match could be terminated early.”The referee shook his head.
Ning Wentao had no choice but to use his own method. He looked at the calm Yan Weimin and said,"Old Master, when I was in university, I learned mixed martial arts! I don't want to hurt you either. Otherwise, just admit defeat.”
"Hehe, the most important thing is to participate. It's okay, just bring it on.”Yan Weimin said with a smile. From the beginning to the end, he had a calm expression.
As the saying goes, only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win a hundred battles. In fact, Yan Weimin had already used the probing technique to check on Ning Wentao before he went on stage.
Ning Tao was just a boxing enthusiast who hadn't even reached the amateur level.
Facing Yan Weimin, Ning Wentao frowned. He was also a little angry.
Ning Wentao's expression changed and he snorted coldly.
Suddenly, he took off his short-sleeved vest, revealing his bronze skin and broad pectorals. His six-pack muscles bulged slightly, and the biceps and triceps on his thick arms were even more defined.
"Wow, what a fierce figure!"
"This young man seems to have practiced before!"
"I'm afraid this grandpa is in danger. I think it's better to admit defeat quickly. Otherwise, something will happen later.”
Ning Wentao took off his clothes, revealing his stunning muscles, instantly causing an uproar below the stage.
"Old Master, did you see that? The biceps and triceps were not something that could be trained overnight!”
"And the muscles on my back. Look at how tough they are. These aren't dead muscles that can be trained in the gym. You can't take them back with one punch!”
"I'm really…If you're afraid, I'll kill you with a punch!"
Ning Wentao bent his arm slightly, revealing his huge biceps. Immediately after, he changed his posture again. With his back facing Yan Weimin, he touched his latissimus dorsi with his hand.
That arrogant and fierce look of his seemed like he could really kill Yan Weimin with one punch.
The atmosphere instantly became tense.
Yan Weimin, who was opposite him, was unmoved. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly and he smiled contemptuously. Comparing muscles with me, isn't this showing off in front of Guan Yu?
Yan Weimin stretched his neck, put his hands on his collar, and patted it slowly.
What was this old man doing? " Are you scared by my muscles and are going to admit defeat?" Ning Wentao looked at Yan Weimin's strange movements.
"Old Master, you should come down. Don't really get into trouble later.”
"Are you going to admit defeat?"
"I don't even dare to look!"
The audience below the stage was also worried for Yan Weimin.
In the next second, Yan Weimin's hands, which had stopped above his chest, suddenly burst out, grabbed his collar, and pulled fiercely.
Whoosh...
Accompanied by the sound of clothes tearing, the gray long-sleeved shirt that had followed him for more than ten years instantly shattered into pieces, turning into paper scraps that scattered all over the stage.
His eight well-proportioned abdominal muscles, his broad pectorals major, and his ridiculously large latissimus dorsi were instantly exposed to the air. Like a dragon's ligated blood vessels, they coiled around his thick arms, making him look like a humanoid beast.
Under the midday sun, his explosive muscles seemed to be flickering with a faint black glow.
In an instant, the aura of a prehistoric beast assaulted his face.
The entire scene was instantly silent as if it had been hit by a Time Stop spell.
You can hear a pin drop.
Immediately after, screams and shouts like a tsunami were released.
"Fuck!"
"What the f * ck did I just see!"
"This is f * cking photoshopped!"
"Ahhhh! Ahhhh!"
The shouts that were several times louder than before instantly ignited the arena.
Yan Xiaotian and his wife, who were below the stage, were also frightened." Jiajia, is this still our father?”
"Yes... Right?" Li Jia nodded numbly.
On the competition stage.
Yan Weimin imitated Ning Wentao's actions and patted his pectorals major and biceps.
"Is it sturdy enough?"
"Is it big enough?"
"Is it thick enough?"
Ning Wentao nodded mechanically, as if he was still in shock.
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